Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 383 Are there women waiting for you?

The woman glanced up and down at Selena's figure and complimented, "You suit all types. We should learn from foreign women and be more open-minded in this aspect. Don't be shy. Why not buy both? Do you need any props?" She brought out two sets for Selena.

Selena didn't dare to look at what the styles were and hastily stuffed them into her bag. She scanned the QR code to pay and quickly left.

In the car, her heart was racing. She threw the bag onto the passenger seat and took a deep breath.

When she returned to the hotel, she used the room card to unlock the door.

There was still an hour until 8 p.m., so she decided to take a bath first.

After soaking in the bath, she felt refreshed. She got up and dried her body, then unpacked the white clothes.

When she saw the style, her hand trembled for a moment, almost dropping the item. A surge of heat spread from her feet to her head, melting her whole being.

After half an hour of psychological preparation, she finally put on the clothes. She didn't dare to look at herself in the mirror. She wore a coat over it before she had the courage to go outside.

to 8 p.m., the more nervous she

been called back to the Montague Mansion. It was a sudden call

on the sofa, drinking tea, and reported the recent activities of the Montague family to Grandpa. Then he heard

is your relationship developing with Selena? When

it weren't for Grandpa bringing her up, he would

sensible lately and hadn't

going alright," he

Have you asked the hospital about it? What exactly is the illness? If you have time, go visit

to the news about the Fair family, nor did he know

didn't she tell you

you, but you are disobedient. You even caused trouble by having an affair. If I find out you're fooling around again, I'll break your legs and cut off all ties with that girl from the Stone family. Otherwise..."

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Montague Sr nodded in satisfaction, "You haven't had any other women around you in these years. As long as you treat Selena well, you will

the one that Grandpa had

made, a trace of impatience